Chapter 5388

Zhao Desan had already wiped the water droplets off his body, turned around, rudely opened her two slender, beautiful legs, carried them on his shoulders, and surged in deeply. At this moment, Wu Min was like a leaf rolled away by a strong wind, feeling her whole person floating lightly in the wind. That taste was simply indescribable.

Zhao Desan felt that Sister Wu seemed particularly easy to be happy tonight. He turned her delicate body around with passion, let her lie on the bed, and he reached around from behind to grab the fullness on her chest, his whole body lying on her arched jade back, impacting one by one from behind. Both of them found the kind of fanaticism they had when they were first together, wishing they could tear each other apart after lingering. Zhao Desan's movements were also getting more and more fierce, the rhythm getting faster and faster, using all his skills to conduct a tireless "carpet bombing" on the woman under him.

Suddenly, Wu Min, who was shouting "hmm-ah-ah" in excitement and happiness, suddenly felt a tearing pain in her lower abdomen. Her body suddenly shrank, and she screamed: "Ah... it hurts so much..."

Zhao Desan was frantically erupting his volcano. The hot magma had just erupted when he heard Wu Min's scream. He was startled, hurriedly pulled that thing out, flipped Wu Min over to look, and only then saw that in her two completely open flower lips, besides the essence liquid flowing out continuously, there were actually strands of bright red blood mixed in and flowing out. This made him scream in surprise: "Sister Wu, did you get your period?"

The sudden twitching pain below made Wu Min's eyes go black. She knitted her eyebrows and hummed: "It's already a week late... why, is it here now?"

Zhao Desan heard Sister Wu say it was a late period, only then let out a long sigh of relief. He hurriedly took toilet paper from the bedside table to help her pad it, let her put on her little panties, and he also lay on the bed, holding her sideways, thinking the more he thought about it, the more lucky he felt, and said blissfully: "Hehe, baby, do you say your husband is lucky? If you had come a few days earlier, wouldn't I be dying of thirst tonight? Last time, when I was in the middle of the mood, your stomach was uncomfortable, and I didn't have enough fun. If the red light is on again tonight, I'll have to 'smuggle'!"

The pain in Wu Min's lower abdomen improved a bit. Seeing Zhao Desan's smug look of secret rejoicing, she suddenly bit him hard on the shoulder. Listening to his "ouch" cries, she didn't let go, biting until Zhao Desan kept begging for mercy: "Good sister, I won't smuggle, I won't smuggle! You hurry and let go, how did you become a little dog, it hurts me to death."

Seeing this kid baring his teeth and grimacing, beginning to beg for mercy, Wu Min let go of her mouth. Looking at the round tooth mark on his shoulder, she said angrily: "You smelly man are becoming more and more outrageous. It's a pity you still say you miss me and love me every day. You weren't heartbroken for Sister at all when you were fierce just now. You broke me and made me bleed, and you're still selling well there. Who should I bite if I don't bite you? Also, you listen to me well. You be careful with Sister in the future. If you dare to mention smuggling or really smuggle, be careful, I'll bite your 'that' off next time. Let's see you smuggle a fart when you lose your gun barrel!"

Zhao Desan was scolded by Sister Wu but didn't feel ashamed, instead felt proud. He held her tightly and kissed her heavily, chuckling: "Hahaha, don't worry, how can I bear to smuggle? What if I break you!"

The two flirted for a while. After a fierce battle, they were both exhausted and soon fell asleep. Who knew that Wu Min in her sleep always felt that dull pain in her lower abdomen that appeared and disappeared. At first, it could be endured, but gradually that pain became more and more obvious, making her moan in pain in her sleep.

Zhao Desan was originally sleeping very soundly, but he couldn't stand Sister Wu in his arms subconsciously twisting her body gently while moaning. He asked vaguely in a daze: "Sister Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Pain... my stomach hurts so much..." Wu Min answered with blurred panting.

Zhao Desan heard Sister Wu say her stomach hurt, suddenly woke up completely with a jolt, opened his eyes, turned on the light, and saw Sister Wu covering her lower abdomen, her forehead covered with a layer of fine sweat from pain. He was so scared that he hurriedly jumped out of bed, pulled open her little panties, and sure enough, found that the blood flowing out was getting more and more. Zhao Desan thought it was dysmenorrhea, so he hurriedly went to reheat the ginger soup he had boiled before going to bed, added brown sugar, brought it over, and fed it to her.

Who knew that just as Wu Min finished drinking and wanted to continue sleeping, the nausea and vomiting feeling from dinner appeared again. She suddenly tilted her body and vomited all over the floor. Not only did she vomit the brown sugar water she had just drunk, but she also vomited until even bile was vomited out. Her eyes saw stars, she was so dizzy she almost fainted, and she only stopped when there was nothing left in her stomach to vomit.

Zhao Desan saw Sister Wu vomiting so severely, and for a moment he was a bit scared. He looked at Wu Min, who had softened into a noodle and was trembling in his arms, and was even more scared by her pale face, which was like a sheet of white paper, and her equally pale lips! The cherry lips that were nuzzling and panting on his lips just now were like little strawberries, as tender as peaches, but at this moment, they were as withered as autumn leaves, presenting a grayish-white color, which made him worried as soon as he saw it.

"No, I think tonight it must not be as simple as dysmenorrhea. Otherwise, why would you vomit twice in a row? Go, go, go, I'll send you to the hospital immediately. This can't be sloppy." Zhao Desan saw Sister Wu's painful appearance tonight, and a very strong worry hovered in his heart. It seemed that something bad was about to happen, making him anxious and burning with impatience at this moment.

Who knew that after vomiting twice, Wu Min felt her chest much clearer. Seeing Zhao Desan full of worry and in a mess, trying to pick her up and put clothes on her, she shook her head and said: "It's nothing, it's just a cold, plus I was annoyed by my parents at home this afternoon, and just happened to be tossed by you just now. What's more unlucky is that I caught up with my period. Adding them all together would cause this... I'm much better now. Why go to the hospital for no reason? You get Sister something to eat, so my mouth won't be so bitter. I'm not going to the hospital in the middle of the night."

Zhao Desan saw the blood color gradually returning to Sister Wu's pale face. Although he was still very worried in his heart, seeing her insist on not going to the hospital, he had to nod and hurriedly go to the kitchen to reheat the millet porridge he had boiled at night, and found two bags of Fuling pickles from the cabinets and brought them over. Wu Min saw this simple meal and had some appetite. She nestled softly in Zhao Desan's arms, slowly ate half a bowl of millet porridge, and then lay down.

After Zhao Desan cleaned up the floor she had vomited dirty, he lay down beside her with anxiety, constantly regretting that he shouldn't have tossed her like that just now. Otherwise, even if she was on her period, she wouldn't have vomited like this today.

Wu Min could see Zhao Desan's anxiety and worry, and she was very moved. As a deputy mayor, sometimes when she was sick, she had to pretend to be high and mighty in front of people. No man had ever cared about her like this kid, boiling ginger soup for her, feeding her, which made a warm feeling surge in her heart. She nestled over, pressed her head tightly against his ribs, and said gently: "Baby, Sister is fine, hurry and hold me to sleep..."

Zhao Desan heard Sister Wu say this, and his nervous and uneasy mood eased a little, so he held her tightly in his arms, and soon he fell asleep first. And although Wu Min's stomach was still aching faintly, seeing Zhao Desan sweating from exhaustion, she couldn't bear to disturb him, let him worry about her, and even less wanted to toss to the hospital in the middle of the night, so even if the dull pain in her lower abdomen made it difficult to sleep in the second half of the night, she secretly clenched her teeth and never woke Zhao Desan up again.

When it was past six o'clock the next day, Zhao Desan woke up as usual. He suddenly remembered Sister Wu's discomfort last night, so he hurriedly lowered his head to look at her, only to find Sister Wu sleeping soundly in his arms like a lazy cat. He actually didn't know she had been tortured by pain for almost the whole night and had just fallen asleep. He gently kissed her face, got out of bed on tiptoe, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After Zhao Desan finished making a simple breakfast and came back, he saw Sister Wu had already opened her eyes. He leaned over and kissed her soft, tender little mouth and said: "Sister, if your body is still uncomfortable today, just say hello and don't go to work. Rest well here with me today. After I go to the district to arrange work in the morning, I'll come back and take you to the hospital to see."

Wu Min looked at the dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping well last night, and she was moved again. She nodded obediently and said: "You go, I'm fine. I'll get up and feel it later. If I'm fine, I'll go to the city. Call me before you come back, so I won't let you run for nothing."

Zhao Desan was still worried about her, so he kept persuading her not to go to work. Wu Min was the kind of strong-willed character. Because she had been in the hospital for such a long time due to the car accident, her work had been delayed quite a bit. If this continued, she would feel that she was not competent as a deputy mayor, so she said impatiently: "Sigh! Isn't it just a period? If I take leave for a period, wouldn't I become a person made of paper? Don't nag, hurry and do your things. If I need to, Sister will call you."

There was no way, she couldn't be persuaded by Sister Wu, Zhao Desan could only leave reluctantly after thousands of instructions. Coming out of the house, Zhao Desan drove directly to the district government, drilled into his office, sat down, and as usual, began to pick up today's newspapers and read them.

(Chapter 2930: It hurts so much)!